Monday, 30 November 2015

in the town, where i was born

the land of the free
the lights at my door
the finger on my hand
the tools in the room
what room
your room
do you want milk
i can help you find it
3.5%
it's okay we can still be friends
but it goes both ways
left and right then left again
wondering
wishing
thinking
how to accomplish this task
there's three storylines to approach
how should i adapt it
escape the asylum
laughed off stage
crying yet laughing
tears of a clown
no more clowning around
shine your teeth up
giggle a little
hand stands and makeup
this will give them a thrill
or is it the circus
3 for 3
just give me my nitrous oxide
and i'll see you very well
lightbulbs flashing, taking pictures of latitude
kiss on the cheek
dancing cheek to cheek
don't get cheeky
to the land you live
silence is loud
please don't laugh at me
or me
or me
or me
or me
or me
especially him
himself as one
crying in the shadows
hey thats a nice coat
purple and green
he just do what he please

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